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I cut my kittens toe nails!!!
SHUT UP! IT IS TOO A BIG DEAL!!
She has the talons of a demon spawned straight from hell. We are all carrying around battle wounds just from playing fetch with her. PLUS she is a crazy spazztic cracked out feline who is never EVER still EVER. So I lured her into my lap with chicken, as I've done with many a lover but that's a different story for a different time, gave her a kitty massage and then once she was comatose, BA-BAM!! Flea powder and nail clipping!!!!! She's been playing with Bella for about ten minutes now and Bella hasn't cried once from an owie. Kitty doesn't seem to mind the flea powder but Jewel HATES it with a passion. It's all natural and smells good so tuff titty kitty. YOU GETS DA POWDAH!!!!
Today we spoke with the breeder lady and it's done--we are getting a puppy on the 31st!!! I can't wait.
My cousin wants to take me to Savannah. It's Bella's birthday weekend--I doubt she'll care much. Kyle and Travis will be left behind to have a boys weekend and the annual family day at six flags!!! Anheuser rents a pavilion and serves fried chicken, hot dogs, and all the free beer you can guzzle in two hours and then you go ride roller coasters and try not to puke. It's good times. What was I saying....
I've been thinking a lot about my mom and her sister and the time they spent pissed off at each other (five years). I'm really glad they made up and the mood when we all get together is just so..happy. I think the time they spent apart helped their relationship in some strange way. It seems like we all appreciate one another instead of just taking for granted the relationship we all have. We have another game night coming up and I can't wait. We've been having them monthly all year and it's a lot of fun and good times.
I remember years ago when a reunion was fast approaching the attitude was usually a mixture of wanting to see everyone and the OH GOOD GOD I HAVE TO FUCKING SEE EVERYONE feeling...I've really tried to value every relationship I have with anyone close to me lately. It's hard not to take people for granted sometimes. In my life those close to me have usually been either ripped away by circumstances I certainly couldn't control or I've doen something really retarded to drive them away. I never know really what that one thing could be. One minute you think you know someone and nothing in the world could come between you, and the next minute, something small, something really incredibly ridiculous has driven you apart.
I sort of have a complex now. Who's next? Can I hold onto my extremely small circle or will it all be ripped away from me again? I'm not sure I could handle another upheaval of that sort. I've been beating myself up about calling Sarah. Thank god I didn't talk to her. Something great may have come of it, maybe I could have settled it all over tequila and nacho's but I know now that's foolish thinking--something I'm famous for. It could have ended in disaster--it probably would have. It's why I don't make the first move. I always get shot down--ALWAYS. Really how many more times do I have to ask for it before I learn? I hate leaving things shitty. To be fair though, I wasn't the one who left them shitty, that was all her. Small comfort. But it isn't just her, it's everyone I've lost and I hate it. It sucks the ass. HARD.
Well enough of the brain vomit. I really need to go procrastinate more about cleaning the living room.
Well no. I guess I'm not done. Now I'm just sad. THIS IS THE LAST BOAT SHOW EVER. Never gonna get to go. god damn it.
SHUT UP! IT IS TOO A BIG DEAL!!
She has the talons of a demon spawned straight from hell. We are all carrying around battle wounds just from playing fetch with her. PLUS she is a crazy spazztic cracked out feline who is never EVER still EVER. So I lured her into my lap with chicken, as I've done with many a lover but that's a different story for a different time, gave her a kitty massage and then once she was comatose, BA-BAM!! Flea powder and nail clipping!!!!! She's been playing with Bella for about ten minutes now and Bella hasn't cried once from an owie. Kitty doesn't seem to mind the flea powder but Jewel HATES it with a passion. It's all natural and smells good so tuff titty kitty. YOU GETS DA POWDAH!!!!
Today we spoke with the breeder lady and it's done--we are getting a puppy on the 31st!!! I can't wait.
My cousin wants to take me to Savannah. It's Bella's birthday weekend--I doubt she'll care much. Kyle and Travis will be left behind to have a boys weekend and the annual family day at six flags!!! Anheuser rents a pavilion and serves fried chicken, hot dogs, and all the free beer you can guzzle in two hours and then you go ride roller coasters and try not to puke. It's good times. What was I saying....
I've been thinking a lot about my mom and her sister and the time they spent pissed off at each other (five years). I'm really glad they made up and the mood when we all get together is just so..happy. I think the time they spent apart helped their relationship in some strange way. It seems like we all appreciate one another instead of just taking for granted the relationship we all have. We have another game night coming up and I can't wait. We've been having them monthly all year and it's a lot of fun and good times.
I remember years ago when a reunion was fast approaching the attitude was usually a mixture of wanting to see everyone and the OH GOOD GOD I HAVE TO FUCKING SEE EVERYONE feeling...I've really tried to value every relationship I have with anyone close to me lately. It's hard not to take people for granted sometimes. In my life those close to me have usually been either ripped away by circumstances I certainly couldn't control or I've doen something really retarded to drive them away. I never know really what that one thing could be. One minute you think you know someone and nothing in the world could come between you, and the next minute, something small, something really incredibly ridiculous has driven you apart.
I sort of have a complex now. Who's next? Can I hold onto my extremely small circle or will it all be ripped away from me again? I'm not sure I could handle another upheaval of that sort. I've been beating myself up about calling Sarah. Thank god I didn't talk to her. Something great may have come of it, maybe I could have settled it all over tequila and nacho's but I know now that's foolish thinking--something I'm famous for. It could have ended in disaster--it probably would have. It's why I don't make the first move. I always get shot down--ALWAYS. Really how many more times do I have to ask for it before I learn? I hate leaving things shitty. To be fair though, I wasn't the one who left them shitty, that was all her. Small comfort. But it isn't just her, it's everyone I've lost and I hate it. It sucks the ass. HARD.
Well enough of the brain vomit. I really need to go procrastinate more about cleaning the living room.
Well no. I guess I'm not done. Now I'm just sad. THIS IS THE LAST BOAT SHOW EVER. Never gonna get to go. god damn it.